Rather see you dead little girl than see you with another
I’ll grind up your bones, you know I’m gonna lose it
Better keep your head little girl, are you a bird
Or a ghost? Say what you wanna be?
Run for your life if you can, little girl
Smash you with a Breadfan little girl
Catch you with an emo band, that’s the end, little girl
Loser, you know I’m a wicked guy with a metal mind
Baby I’m determined that I’d rather see you dead
C’mon I can’t spend my whole life with a Cold Play record
Gotta gotta stop! Gonna turn into a bad boy
Rather see you dead litte girl than see you with another
I’ll grind up your bones, you know you make me lose it
Better keep your head little girl, you were a bird
Now a ghost. Say what you wanna be?
Writer(s): Jorn Burke Shelly, Anthony Bourge, Raymond Phillips, Paul Mccartney, B. Shelley, John Lennon
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